I'm sitting here gazing out into a world of possibility and purpose and I chide myself for being a coward sometimes. I get mad at myself for doubting as much as I do, for hesitating and finding excuses. I look back and remember when I was a fearless dreamer, blatant in my belief, obnoxious in my certainty.... And I wonder.... Where did she go? Where did that girl go? Was she killed off by cynicism? Knocked down by reality.... Captured by adulthood? Defeated by life?... I shake my head, for it is better than hanging it in shame. I steady myself for the mourning of my past self.... And I think... Am I but a shell of my former self? Void of truth and inspiration? Am I so empty a vessel that my noise is nothing but a deafening yet unnoticeable silence?... These are my fears that nip at my confidence, that drown my rising strength. These are the fears I hold on to, to feed my pity party and excuse myself from wanting... From dreaming... From doing. These are ...
My Lovely Yan!! It's been so long and I've tried to reach out to you on Facebook. How are you? We must get reacquainted. Blessed Birthday Wishes for your special day that came and sending my deepest sympathies and condolences for your dearest mother Yan.. My heart extends out to you and I hope you are doing the best that you can during this time with loved ones nearby. I'm here whenever we can connect <3 Much Love. SP
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